Ling Qianhe, the director of the 'Kagome' group, has been looking for his daughter Ling Ziqing, who was lost to a typhoon 18 years ago......

There was a report on the TV about the daughter of the chairman of the Kagome Group, the most specific strength in Asia, and Song Xiaoxing, who was stunned by the person behind him, was stunned by the person behind him.

"I said Hyosung, do you have more hobbies, it's working time, didn't the manager say it a long time ago? When there are no guests, go and wipe down the glass windows, chairs, and stools. A woman wearing a white shirt and a black skirt who looked like a team leader walked over and said to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The little girl was so engrossed in watching that she didn't listen to her words at all, staring at the report seriously.

"Dead girl, didn't you hear me?" the loud vibration nearly burst her eardrums, and she turned from her fright to see a fierce face.

Song Xiaoxing was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak loudly, she realized that she was going to be punished again, and asked weakly: "Sister, can you say what you just said!"

"What, you didn't hear what I said, so are your ears too much on your head!" The sister stared at the expression on Hyosung's face angrily, until she saw her embarrassed and embarrassed appearance, and then said, "Give me all the doors and windows inside and out!" After she finished speaking, she pouted her ass and left, and after walking a few steps, she threw down a sentence: "Wipe it and get off work." The words were filled with arrogance and pride.

This woman just can't get along with her, please, she had already tried it the day before yesterday because she was half an hour late, and it would take a day to clean up the doors and windows inside and outside the entire café, and now it's almost time to get off work, so it's hard to spend the night here, isn't it! Hyosung took a deep breath, no, no, no, you must not be angry, no matter what, you have to endure it, she has sold herself here for half a year in order to pay that tuition, and she has to be worthy of the manager in whatever she says, but this woman is so hateful, Hyosung bit her lip and watched her smug back leave the front door of the café, eager to go up and kick her feet PP to relieve her hatred.

She really doubted that God had abandoned her, that typhoon sent her to a poor family at the age of six, the family had no children and no daughters, and was as happy as if they had picked up gold to raise her, and the whole family lived on a grocery store, but her adoptive father was an alcoholic, and he didn't care about anything except drinking all day long, and unfortunately died under someone's truck, Song Xiaoxing always felt that fate was too tragic, and he shouldn't have been born so miserable, at least he should be a rich daughter, but unfortunately this is a dream. The year before last, her family's grocery store had closed due to a loan shark owed by her adoptive father, so she had to rely on her spare time to work at this café to make ends meet.

Hyosung was wearing red gloves and grabbing a rag to wipe the glass door, and while she was still complaining, a voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Excuse me, is Miss Song Xiaoxing here?"

Her hand rested on the glass door, and she turned around in surprise, and was greeted by a short, stocky man, in a suit and leather shoes, a pair of black-framed glasses framed on the bridge of his nose, and his whole body was very clean.